So, on Friday we celebrated Jen's mother's birthday and Jen's last day of her day job with dinner at Dolan's and lemon tort. The next day, after breakfast with my friend Brian from Florida (not to be cofused with my friend Brian from Washington) we moved me from the Tower of Odd Smells to Jen's condo. It was an interesting move. Gavin, Jen's parents, Jen and I did the deed, but the Tower did not make it easy. First off, the people who had reserved the freight elevator before us didn't let the staff know that they were done, so we wasted a lot of time trying to get the elevator and loading dock free. When we did, we started getting the stuff moved down to the basement, but halfway through, the elevator disappeared. Thinking someone had taken it for a joy ride, I went up to the office, only to find that halfway through our reservation and halfway through our move, they decided to release our reservation because one of the other elevators wasn't working. Of course, they didn't deign to tell us this. Well, we held the elevator anyway. It just meant that we went slower, as we had to have one person stand in the door all the time and we had to listen to the screaming buzzers. I was not happy.
We then took a trip to the Salvation Army store to drop off my dresser and other stuff. We then took my bed to Jen's friends Chris and Alwen out in Golden. Then we took 93 up to Boulder and unloaded at Jen's place before loading up some of her stuff and then going cross country across Jen's parents' yard to unload furniture into their basement. We made it back to the UHaul store with a half hour to spare and then Jen went off for her bachelorette party. Whew!
Sunday, we hit Flatirons for church and then we rearranged the apartment and did tons of unpacking. It is so awesome to be turning this condo into our new home. It feels like I can have a claim to it as my home with it being rearranged like this. It was fun to spend the day with Jen planning our new home. So now I'm a Boulderite, though still sleeping on a cot while we wait for the wedding.
Monday was a day I was dreading; not just because I had to go back to work and leave my woman behind for the day, but because I had to clean the apartment that night. After work, I journeyed to the Tower of Odd Smells for the last time and plowed through the cleaning, from bathroom to bedroom, closet to kitchen. The kitchen was pretty intense. Thank goodness that is done. I dropped my keys in the rent box, slung the vacumn cleaner over my shoulder and walked out of that place. Thank you, Lord for delivering me from that building.
So now it is the home stretch. We're doing some planning, some packing for the honeymoon, and some prayer time to prepare for the week to come. I am so excited, and more than a little wired at the thought of getting married this weekend. The plans are set. Now it is time for doing. See you at the wedding!